Isn’t it strange how you can be wandering through life, totally secure with who you are and where you’re at, then in a single moment it can all come crashing down? Suddenly you are not who you thought you are and the things that you thought, aren’t true. How is it that the world can shift so suddenly and completely?
Spring has sprung and that means more smoothies. I am such a fan of this blended meal, but in the winter I just can’t stomach the cold, rawness of them. But I’ve missed their convenience, fruity creaminess and all the different superfoods and flavours you can toss in.
So when I was asked to try out Kiss Me Organics matcha, I knew exactly what I wanted to make with it. Smoothies, smoothie and more smoothies. I was pleasantly surprised by this matcha- usually the less expensive ones are bitter and lack the real green tea flavour I love. I can’t say this was the best matcha I ever had. But was it a killer balance of quality and price? Hells yes. My friends, if you are looking for a matcha that is readily available online (on Amazon, in Canada too!) and won’t cost you an arm and a leg, I’ve solved all your problems. Continue reading →
Today is a very special post. You see, the lovely and wonderful Ella of Pure Ella is having a baby (and very soon!). Since we can’t all be physically together but we wanted to celebrate this wonderful occasion, myself and other bloggers have decided to come together and throw her a virtual baby shower!
If you don’t know Ella, well shame on you, head over to her blog right this second! The recipes are delicious, simple, accessible and gorgeously photographed. Ella is also one of the kindest most beautiful souls you will ever come across. Is it any wonder we had to celebrate her?
This post has been inspired by the book “Dad is Fat” by Jim Gaffigan as a part of the From Left to Write book club. This book chronicles the challenges and hilarity of raising 5 small children in a 2 bedroom apartment in New York City. Doesn’t that sound like a blast??
This book was a really nice change from the more sombre fiction books I had been reading lately. It was my “public transit” book and I certainly laughed out loud a few times, making me that crazy person on the subway. But I didn’t care. This book was light-hearted, funny and completely enjoyable to read. Jim Gaffigan puts his usual hilarious spin on all manner of kid-related stories from home births, to taking the subway with kids to birthday parties. My personal favourite story involves Jim, his 2 year old daughter and her mispronouncing “juice”. You’ll have to read the book to hear the punchline ;)
As an only child who grew up in a large home in a small town, there is little I could relate to in this book, which is probably why I liked it so much. It gave me a glimpse into what childhood could be like with silings. It seems so fitting that I was reading this book on “National Only Child Day” on April 12. It really got me thinking about how unique growing up sibling-less really is.
now i’m going to continue being the canadian i am today by talking about the weather. spring has come finally!! baseball games have been attended, skirts with no tights have been worn, the parka has been put away and fresh strawberries have been eaten! all that’s left is to eat a meal on a patio and it’s official.
to celebrate the arrival of warm temperatures i’m sharing an “ice cream” recipe over at the north coast naturals blog that’s actually a breakfast. that means it’s high in protein, fibre, healthy fats, vitamins and minerals, quick and easy to make but also completely delicious.
psssst, i’ll let you in on a little secret: this is actually little more than a super thick smoothie, but it’s way more fun to call it ice cream isn’t it??
i couldn’t get this pie out of my head for days. it was pie day (march 14) and the blogosphere was overflowing with various pie recipes. i am not one to usually make pie, but i got it into my head that i needed to make a pie asap. and not some standard apple. no i wanted a decadent chocolate cream pie. no-bake because i couldn’t be bothered to make a pie crust. this cream pie would be creamy, rich and would put all other pies to shame.
the only reason i didn’t make this sooner was because i was afraid of how good it would be. if such a thing existed in the world, would i ever be able to stop eating it? or would my taste buds compel my fork to move bite after bite of chocolate heaven into my mouth until the whole pie was gone?